Yo, It's a black thing Yo, It's a white thing If we talk this teach we say the wrong thing Blackness is blackkness Whiteness is whiteness Despite this why we have to fight between us Nothing to discuss On the back of the bus but a cold stare Avoiding contact oblivious to others This is the social contract Lack of sensitivity Lack of sinsibility Lack of the notion For better compatibility I don't fron tnothing I am what I am I do what I can I nod or I shake your hand For a greeting That's the common and pleasing All right, my man, Yeah, It's that easy
Yeah, It's that easy As easy as pie That shit goes on forever So make a conscious try To improve, nothing to lose But a free ride on Some old news Your pop says, your ma says But their values could be old news Not knowing the truth Blaming their troubles Some problems in the jungle On certain races And faces But I say Yo sit Just because They're different You didn't lose your job to some immigrant You lost employment From corporate exploitment Packing up to cash out on Mexico's mint Stint your vision Stunt your growth It ain't a land to boast about 'Cause it raised you Left you in a daze of The vision contrt Sacrificing many for the rich man's comfort
The clouding, the cover-ups, the myths, and The scandals These are the ones That destroyed America So don't you see hysteria I remove with incision Pinpointing facts Pinpoint precision It ain't your fault Or mine on the back of the trolley We're just people living Trying to find quality Not cold and windy Yes cool and breezy All right, my brother
Yeah, It's that easy
Yo, you and me used to run ball in the league We ran the championship team The best they had seen But so much to talk about Now that we've grown We've been in different scenes Of a different act And in the fact we sold out To the social contract Meaning we don't hang And even worse than that I heard your boys Fought my boys With baseball bats And bats lead to ax And ax lead to gun And gun lead to mothers Losing their sons I live how I live I ain't asking you to try it The problem's too big To fit me to buy it The weight is too heavy The length is too long Slowing down the everybody get along If the teachers were to teach Would you listen to the Sensei Goodnight my brother Yeah, It's that easy
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